Considering my work load is not over extensive here in Ireland, I have had an incredible amount of time to think. To look back at my life, access it..take from it what I will and move on to the next thing. Yet I always seem to come back to the same notion. The love and appreciation for the people that mean the most in our lives. Missed opportunities and regrets. As for the love and apprecition part. I honestly can't say enough, how very important it is for you to say I love you, to your spouce, your children, your parents and grandparents....or your bff for that matter. Some people have a hard time saying it, other have a hard time accepting the words, but the gesture and the meaning can be really profound. Consider this.....It may be the very last time you say them. Think about that for just a moment. You will NEVER again be able to tell that person...whom you in fact love very much, that you do...NEVER in this physical world will you say it. I am not sure about you, but I just got very emotinal. So that means everybody, take the time to get in contact with your loved ones and say it. Make an effort to make things better if they are not the best. Those three little words can make someone the happiest they have ever been...and you have given very minimal effort...
Missed opportunities and regrets cloud my emotions, especially in regards to loved ones. Yet after this cathartic blog, I intend to move forward with no regrets and never to miss another opportunity offered to me. One of my biggest regrets is not getting to know my Pepere St. Pierre. Granted, its a shame, I couldn't have been older and wiser while he was in the prime of his life. To sit and talk to him about what it was like to have a very large family and what it took to feed and cloth that family. The work ethic that man had, has runneth over into his children and I see it in my father every time he comes to help us do something at our farm. The blood is strong, and I am thankful that it has passed down into my body as well. My pepere saw and experienced hardships that I can only begin to imagine, but persevered, and became a well established man in his community. I just remember being scared to death of him. He was a big man, and kind of gruff...at least that was my perception. I do believe he was a teddy bear on the inside, who very dearly loved his wife and children and the brood of grandchildren...The thing I regret about our lack of relationship is that I could have learned so much from him. Especially when it came to farming. I am the only one in a very large group of grandchildren who has chosen farming as a career path, so his knowledge would have lived on through me, and passed on to hopefully my children someday. Yet I missed the opportunity because other things at the time seemed more important to me. Selfish child like behavior and thoughs have denied me the moments it would have taken to talk to this wonderful man and hear his stories. So for the rest of mylife I will have to take his guidance as its given, in my head and in my dreams.
So I guess what I am saying is, in this month with all the thankfulness going on, take a moment and actually honestly think of what you are truly thankful for. For the people, your family who have molded your life, given you goals to strive to. This blog is a definite
reminder that I still have one grandparent who is living, My pepere's wife Jane, and I must take every opportunity to get to know her better and spend time with her before she decides its time to go be with her husband. So don't live with regrets, take a hold of your life and all that its given you and say Thank You. Make the most of every relationship you are given the opportunity to experience. I will from this very moment, live without regrets and take my opportunities where they are given.
Thank you! I love you all for taking the time to read this. I hope you go out today and make someones day by saying those three little words.
the friendly female farmer..........
perfect I love you.
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